Altars of the Heart

  I am in love, I am in love— Oh, Angels of God, can you see? He has fashioned this heart with His hands, And it beats now with eternity. I feel so safe in love—so held, Like sunlight resting on the sea. No fear, no wound, no past remains, Only the warmth that sets me free. I feel so honored in love, so known, As if every star was hung for me. His eyes don’t just see—I am seen , More deeply than I dared believe. Even my soul knows—yes, she knows. She twirls in light with grateful sighs. This love—it floods, it breathes, it heals, It writes His name behind my eyes. It pours like rain through every cell, A holy fire, not to consume, But to cleanse, to wrap, to fiercely bloom— Until my being sings in tune. True love has washed me head to toe, My breath agrees, my skin agrees, My thoughts bow down in soft assent, My bones cry out: “This is peace.” Let it be, oh let it live— It cannot die, it will not dim. This love is stronger than the grave, More certain t...

I see Him— and Him alone. So vast, so near, so fully known. He fills the sky within my soul, And every corner of me is whole. He is the rhythm behind my breath, The pulse that silences even death. I am drunk in love , undone, remade— My heart laid bare, unafraid. My thoughts, my blood, my every sigh, Cling to Him and testify: I will not move, I will not stray, Not even for a fleeting day. Oh, how I gaze upon His face, The source of every holy place. I'm hooked, enchanted by His flame, Addicted to the sound of His name. I love it here—oh, I love it here! Where glory sings and shadows clear. No treasure, no joy could ever compare To one breath wrapped in His perfect care. Words collapse before this truth, What I feel goes deeper than proof. This isn’t thought—it’s spirit, bone , This is home— this is home. His presence—my origin, my air, The garden where I was made to care. I know this place. I know this sound. His voice—it pulls me from the ground. So irr...